Wheel Man (feat. MirMafia Nezz)

My phone tend to ring, so she tend to get jealous Scratch off the bar, got the Glock from Cabela's Left his ass twitching, put him on the stretcher Whole game full of demons, call us body catchers Better watch how you speaking, my bro go to tweaking Treat him like unreleased, leave his ass leaking Oh, he spoke on T.O., he gone by the weekend Bad bitch in this party, shake ass and she drinking I popped the heart, that's the X, now I'm geeking Oh, he must ain't know, that Im like that I'm stepping They say that I deserve lethal injection Certified with the wheel, qualified with the weapon Throw a switch on the Glock it shoot like Mac 11 12 tryna throw the book at me like Devin Kick her ass out the spot, gotta go she aint necking I don't fuck with them boys, get they ass out my section, bitch Try to run, he got hit with the Glock T.O. can do everything like the Rock I come serve up the block, watch me beat up the clock I ain't stop shooting till I seen his ass drop, bitch I ain't gone lie, man, the opps never flock My time is right now, I ain't watching the clock Bro slapping Chris and I'm letting it rock We out day and night, don't post on that block You the type of nigga, let a bitch take his pole Like, how you have blick and he froze Claiming Rackade and he went and he told Like, I knew your lil' bro was gone fold Bitch, it's 1-2, I got too many flows Give drop and they fake, man this shit getting old Throw a 5-hot, man, I'll skip the x4 I can't get no love, bitch, I'm not Keisha Cole Mel, that's my brother, we damn near related Vec gone flame his face like his nickname was Satan Walk in with oven, cause you know I bake shit Bitch, I'm with Ronnie, he leaving your face lit I up the drac, now your man's life is critical Bitch, come direct, I ain't doing subliminal Glock beat his ass, niggas had to get physical Niggas can't shoot man, my opps is to typical His body gone drop, now his mama emotional Casket was closed, his main man's inconsolable Die with his hand out, I'm never approachable Jumper been ass man these niggas uncoachable What Nezz say he gone die with his hand out Late night, black gloves is a blackout Broke bitch, you ain't getting no hand out He the only one dead in the crowd, so he stand out, nigga Hella drums, hella guns, it look like them niggas had came with the fucking band out They saw T.O. and company, all in that party, them pussy ass niggas had ran out That block hot as a motherfucker, so you know T.O. had brung that fan out That bitch nigga had died with his brother in that car, we made them niggas spin out AYE, bitch ass nigga, pick your chin up ABG ain't no gang that's big as us Nigga speaking on me he say such and such Thats a bet when i touchdown, he getting touched Hoes and thots, I bust them up Niggas kind of ugly, I'ma touch em up Put a bet on them 7.62s fuck him up We a tie his ass up, put him in a truck What karma say, I don't give a fuck I seen what he said, nigga left him dead, nigga left it red, Ducking and dodging and shaking feds He's speaking on me, damn, he made his bed Head Tap him DK bust his head T.O. be the fucking bounty man Kill the nigga, better throw me bread, lil bitch